"We've got to get to the lifeboat!" I yelled over the continued groaning of the boat. Wordlessly my sister rushed past me, hurrying up onto the deck. ...urning around I grabbed one of the survival kits my father always kept hidden in his locker then made my way back to the deck. As I stepped out onto the rain swept deck, I saw my sister pulling my reluctant mother into the small lifeboat, the two women clinging to each other in their fear. I glanced around the rocking ship, trying to see if there. Mr. Smith gave her a quick inspection and nodded. Then he took her shopping.Alex came back from shopping subdued and thoughtful. It had been an experience like she hadn't dreamed possible. She had been thoroughly seduced by this man's charm, his style, his commanding presence and his authority. She had come back with a selection of clothes she would never have purchased on her own, yet each garment was perfect.Mr. Smith had taken her in his private limo to the most expensive boutiques in the. She asked them to wash and dry the dishes. Bobby was a year older than Scott, and Judy knew that Bobby, and perhaps Scott, too, had sometimes walked casually by her door when she was getting ready for her bath. Tonight she decided to leave the door open just a bit and get them really excited.Judy was so nervous that her legs were shaky as she waited in a corner of her room for the tell-tale squeak of the floorboards in the hall. She was out of the line of sight of the crack in the door. Once again the feeling got better and better. I could feel my body tensing up, suddenly twitching uncontrollably. My hips bucking forward, from pleasure I had never felt before. I fell back, splashing into the water. I laid there feeling like I was floating, my clit throbbing from all the stimulation. I was hooked, from that day on I gave myself an orgasm every time I was alone in the bathtub. At the time I didn't know I was masterbating, I just knew I loved that feeling between my legs.I often.